Layla Dan Alucard Novels & Stories

With resolve, I walked into the hallway, my steps cautious as I attempted to pinpoint the exact source of the scent. Cringing, I halted abruptly when I reached the next door—tthe Alpha’s suite. I knocked on the door firmly, ensuring that anyone inside could hear me. Receiving no response, I knocked again, louder this time, just to be certain. Deciding to take matters into my own hands, I grasped the handle and pushed the door open. Layla leaped within me, her voice ringing out, "Mate!" "What?" I exclaimed in disbelief. "Mason!!! My mate?? How?"

“What are we going to do now, Kate? Do you think he will kill us, too?” That delusional bastard! I hid nothing from Lilia and told her how I accidentally witnessed Alucard killing Eden, Leonel’s wife. He took her life along with her guards the night the Vampire King raided our territory. And then he blamed it on the Vampires which had resulted to Leonel attacking Zachary despite his previous injuries.

He stated with a cocky grin, taking his place just beside Silvan. "What's going on Draco? What facts have been presented so far?" Silvan requested, his sharp eyes glancing about in curiosity. "Damage to the car, Claw marks on the bodies of the driver, Lady Esme and Sophie as well as the weird stench that hung in the air, all point to the fact that this was a plain attack. Though we are not sure of Esme's Lycan's ability, there's no guarantee that she is the one behind this,” Draco explained, and Lois gave him a smack at the back of his head.

“The most stubborn Damon that ever lived.” And with that, she kicked him in the balls and broke into a run down the cave. “Ouuuuuuuuuuu!” His howl echoed around the cave and Dan knew immediately that his rebel daughter had broken free from their grip and was coming to the battle. “Still the same old Layla!” he sighed and continued down the cave. He ran into a Lycan coming from the opposite direction and he tackled it to the ground with his head. With one good stomp, the Lycan was dead and already fading away into dust.

I stated clearly with cold eyes. "Layla Run!!! I will save you!" I heard Beatrice yell at me as she pounced on Nora with her claws. "Woah!"

Carla smacked her lips. "Please miss, I don't know what issue you have with your boyfriend, but the only thing I can tell you is that, I have no interest in him and never will, so please settle your differences and don't drag me into it, thanks," Layla flashed a polite smile at her. "Bitch," Carla swore, walking out on Layla as she stomped her feet loudly. Layla shook her head as she watched Carla leave; there was no difference between Carla, Scarlet, and Rosalie. They were all witches.

Alucard was my friend; we always talked about each other's lives, and never once had he mentioned Ryker's name. The first werewolf he associated with was Luperca, the woman he fell in love with. Something about Ryker didn’t add up. "Lucian… is everything okay?" she asked gently. "I want to meet this Ryker," I said, gulping. "I have important questions for him."

"But I am worried for Alucard. Would you like to join us instead?" As soon as I caught Charity holding his arm again, I knew by then that I wanted to strangle her right now. And I could see Alucard's face starting to go south, and I knew by then that everything would turn upside down. That was when I appeared, walking confidently while remaining calm as my wolf tried whispering things to me. "Greetings, Mother Luna Queen Adeline, Lady Charity." Alucard's depressing state suddenly became a surprise as soon as his eyes darted in my direction.

Dracula, the ancient vampire king, observed them with a regal poise, his crimson eyes reflecting both wisdom and scrutiny. Luna, the moonlit pup, remained by Maximus's side, a silent presence in the midst of deliberations. As the discussions reached a pause, Dracula raised his hand, signaling for attention. The leaders turned their gaze toward him, their expressions a blend of anticipation and respect. "Alpha Maximus, Luna, and Princess Georgia," Dracula began, his voice carrying the weight of centuries, "you stand at the threshold of an alliance that bears the potential to reshape the delicate balance between werewolves and vampires. The moonlit mark, present in Luna, is a celestial blessin

Cameras flashed around them as reporters shouted questions, and Adrian didn’t spare a single glance in her direction. Leila’s fingers trembled, clutching the gift box tighter. He cut my call… because of her. The receptionist leaned closer with a cruel smirk. “See that goddess over there? That’s our future Luna. Alpha Adrian’s first love, Lydia Lucas, daughter of the Silver Moon pack. Not some… human.”